Lawyer Zhan Zhao

This is a crystal clear purple sword, like a natural amethyst. It seems that it has not undergone any modification. It is very gorgeous and beautiful. There is a faint purple light on the sword. When Zhan Zhao saw it for the first time, In love with this sword!

Zhan Zhao looked eagerly at the Mo Zunlou, you, the old man, lost my Juque sword, fulfilled Solanum nigrum, and made her no longer bound by the magic sword, but we have no weapons to fight, this one The sword is very extraordinary at first glance, why not give it to us.

Seeing Zhan Zhao's expression, Mo Zunlou smiled slightly, but said nothing.

Solanum nigrum hurriedly took a step forward, bowed and saluted. The blue wide-cold glazed skirt danced with the wind, with a touch of intoxicating beauty, "Thank you, Demon Lord! Xiaokui felt as if she had lost some restraints. It’s so transparent, it’s as comfortable as becoming an immortal.”

Mozun nodded and said, "I don't know what happened, you should practice immediately, stabilize your body, return to the previous form, and achieve the body of ghosts and immortals!"

Solanum nigrum nodded, her big eyes were watery, and Zhan Zhao's eyes were a little straight.

Solanum nigrum went to the side and sat down cross-legged. Mozun stretched out his hand and pointed out a few fingers, which turned into streams of light and landed around the nightshade. Zhan Zhao suddenly felt the endless aura of heaven and earth being gathered, sinking along the sky cover of Solanum nigrum. Into the body of Solanum nigrum.

Zhan Zhao looked at Solanum nigrum, and a tinge of pity flashed in his heart.

This is not love, but a feeling of pity.

I have played the game of Chinese Paladin III in my previous life, and I have a feeling of cherishing the woman Solanum nigrum.

The beacon fire of the Spring and Autumn Period has long been extinguished, Jiang Yang has been completely extinguished, and the good hopes of Solanum nigrum and Longyang have come to naught.

Solanum nigrum has always been reluctant to part with the departure of brother Wang, the fate of the previous life will continue in this life.The appearance of Sedum makes Solanum nigrum find hope and sustenance again, even if it is loneliness for a thousand years.The value of life lies in whether you can protect your family and your lover. The reason for death is to try your best to protect your family.

Between life and death, it is actually all for a dream, leaving the hope of life to the family and protecting the lover.The six paths of reincarnation, the past and present, the old ones are forgotten, and love leads to the sunflower heart.The boundary of love goes beyond the six realms, whether it is family affection or love.Sedum and Longyang are not the same, but they both have the same hope, to protect their families.Hope, do you still remember the letter to Solanum nigrum when Longyang died in the battle at the South Gate of the old capital?

The demon lock tower is lonely for thousands of years, and there is no familiar figure around her, and it is difficult to find her old clothes; in the thousand years of the magic sword, Solanum nigrum has not received any warmth from others, but has been bullied all the time. The appearance of Solanum nigrum shows that Solanum nigrum's heart has been icy cold to the bone, and it is so cold to the soul.

After all, the vicissitudes of the millennium could not survive the trick of fate.Looking back, you have never gone far, with a poetic smile, you have dimmed the sky.

I don't know what happened. Solanum nigrum, who had already been rescued by the demon king and lived with Sedum and the others, fell into this situation again. He was bound by the magic sword and became an innocent soul. Now he can escape from the magic sword. The ending, not too bad.

Mozun snorted softly, Zhan Zhao came back to his senses, and looked at Mozun.

Mozun held the long sword upside down and threw it at Zhan Zhao.

Zhan Zhao was overjoyed, and hastily reached out to take it, grasping the hilt of the purple long sword.

Suddenly, Zhan Zhao's face changed, and a domineering coercion came from the sword, and at the same time, a violent purple light burst out, covering Zhan Zhao instantly.

Zhan Zhao was taken aback for a moment, only feeling a strong force emanating from the hilt of the sword, directly impacting his body, heading towards his heart pulse!Feeling that huge force was about to hit his heart, Zhan Zhao was startled, and hastily mobilized the spiritual power in his body.

Now that he is Zhan Zhao of Sanxian, the energy in his body is no longer considered internal force, but mana!The mana was mobilized by Zhan Zhao, and he kept blocking this force. At the same time, he wanted to let go of the hand holding the hilt of the sword, but suddenly found that the sword was tightly stuck to his hand , can't let go at all!

"Suppress this sword!" Mo Zunlou said coldly, "This sword has been controlled by that figure, and it contains an inexplicable evil spirit, restrain it and refine it! You are now a Sanxian, and you should be able to dispel this evil spirit." meaning!"

Zhan Zhao's expression froze, he nodded, and he mobilized his whole body like a turbulent sea, pointing directly towards the force of the purple long sword, Zhan Zhao sneered, and his mana circulated, turning into a Tai Chi diagram , blocked the strength from the long sword, and then printed it on the long sword.

Mana poured out from the whole body, the coercion on the long sword was suppressed, and the long sword suddenly let out a whining sound, Zhan Zhao didn't care, and mobilized all the mana, and poured all the mana into the long sword, and the long sword's whine disappeared Yes, the purple long sword continuously emits purple light, which is dreamy and beautiful, surprising people.

"Hmph!" Mozun snorted coldly, his expression seemed a little disdainful.

Zhan Zhao let out a long breath, withdrew his mana, held the purple long sword, and cupped his hands at the Demon Lord, "Thank you Demon Lord!"

"No need!" Demon Venerable was as arrogant and domineering as ever, he said lightly, "I don't need to refine it with force, even the evil intent on the sword can't do anything to me, you are too weak!"

"Eh..." Zhan Zhao's brain was a little short-circuited, we wanted to thank you, why did you say such irrelevant words, I know you are strong, let's do it!

"Your Juque sword has disappeared!" Mozun glanced at the purple long sword in Zhan Zhao's hand, and said, "You can use this sword from now on!"

Zhan Zhao nodded, and looked at the long sword in his hand. This sword is about three feet six inches long, much longer than the Juque sword, and the width of the sword is also much wider than the Juque sword. Zhan Zhao held it in his hand, I don't know if it's because mana has been instilled into the whole body of the long sword, anyway, Zhan Zhao feels that the sword seems to be an extended part of his body.

The sword body is not small, but it contains a sense of domineering, delicate and sharp, and there is a sharp breath in the sword.

Zhan Zhao held the long sword horizontally in front of his chest, flicked the blade lightly with his fingers, and almost at the same time, an unusually clear and passionate cry came out, as if a bloodthirsty poisonous dragon that had been sleeping for thousands of years suddenly woke up from the tip , tweeting hungrily!

Jianming suddenly charged into the air!

"Good sword!" Zhan Zhao sincerely praised.

"May I ask Mozun, what is the name of this sword?" Zhan Zhao clasped his hands and asked.

"Since you use this sword, you should choose the name!" Mozun said very indifferently.

Zhan Zhao nodded, glanced at the long sword, touched the blade, and said, "Since it is a composite of the Demon Sword and Juque Sword, and it is the transformation of the Demon Sword from an unfinished sword into a complete long sword, how about It’s called the Demon Que Sword!”

Mozun ignored Zhan Zhao, and just looked at Solanum nigrum not far away.

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